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Hawke's Bay Tribune, Volume XXII, Issue 221, 1 September 1932, Page 6

“If, my ’usband was a man,” said the massive lady to the party opposite in the Hamilton train, “he’d pull your nose! I know I’m old-fashioned,” (with a sniff), “but the idea of you smoking in the presence of a lydy I You are certainly no gentleman.” “No gentleman?” murmured the culprit apologetically, “dear, dear I Sorry 1 but there, dear Madam, neither are you I Possibly you don’t Know this is a smoking carriage?” The train stopped. Snorting disdainfully the “lydy” grabbing her little husband, changed carriages. “Takes all sorts to make a world,” said the smoker. The man addressed laughed. “By the way,” he said, “may I ask what tobacco you are smoking? Smells delicious!” “It is,Sir, Toasted New Zealand Cavendish. The toasting accounts for the bouquet. Some 'baccies are full of nicotine. Toasted isn’t. That’s why yon can smoke it till the cows coine home. It’s harmless. Many brands? No. Only four: Riverhead Gold, Navy Out No. 3, Cavendish and Cut Plug No. 10.” They were still talking tobacco when the trained arrived at Hamilton *